autumn coolness each peeling with our hands melons and eggplant melon seeds drip from fingers […]
Metamorphosis
I wear a silver totem on a chain, another on an heirloom brooch; when I’m low and see a dragonfly hovering on the water’s edge among water lilies, reeds and sedge, I think of grandmother’s spirit and, shimmering with joy and light, my transformed soul takes flight and I become myself again. Kim M. Russell, […]
Food for the Soul
a distant refuge music is the only food for a homesick soul Kim M. Russell, 17th August 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1499 Food for The Soul, music from Afghanistan Today we are being inspired by folk music from Afghanistan.
Dipping
in crystal streams that brim with exquisite clarity streaked with fronds of weed children with nets for sticklebacks and water boatmen dip into the mysteries rainbow trout and biplane dragonflies shimmering like electricity shimmering like electricity and biplane dragonflies rainbow trout dip into the mysteries for sticklebacks and water boatmen children with nets streaked with […]
Lovely As
A poem lovely as flight is when I can follow the light of sun, moon or stars, navigate the earth’s magnetic field, exploring new paths revealed like a bird, and always know my flyway home. Kim M. Russell, 16th August 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Micro Poetry: A Poem Lovely As […]
Union Jack
A contentious piece of cloth, with its overlay and interplay of saintly crosses, is so officious and proud in its red, white and blue, curling its tail against the winds of change. When it stands together with a commonwealth of banners, it waves on the skies of the world*. Kim M. Russell, 16th August 2018 […]
Music from the Steppes
wild open landscape sighs ancestral overtones an erupting soul Kim M. Russell, 15th August 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1498 Music from the steppes Today, on our journey around the world on a quest for folk music, we are visiting Mongolia and listening to throat singing.
Swinging Gate
a swinging gate on both sides the flowers open – close an offering of pollen […]
Wings
with every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow rusty orange wings dancing […]
The Music of Tibet
in high altitudes song and dance keeps out the chill lu notes resonate Kim M. Russell, 15th August 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1497 Music of the Himalayan Mountains, Tibet. In this episode we are off to Tibet. Chèvrefeuille tells us that Tibet has a rich history in music. He says that the Lama […]
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